After becoming Luo Song's foster son, Luo Chang Feng was no longer a lowly nobody.
However, he was not satisfied. He wanted more.
Three years ago, Luo Song married his 18-year-old daughter to his adopted son. This year, Luo Changfeng was 23 years old.
On the night of their wedding, Luo Changfeng suddenly made a move. He poisoned the food and wine at the wedding banquet, killing everyone in the Luo Clan Fort and the guests who came to attend the wedding banquet.
Luo Song was poisoned and prostrated on the ground. He looked at his most stable foster son and asked him why he did this.
Luo Changfeng said coldly," It's your fault for not marrying my junior sister to me. It's your fault for not passing on the Luo Clan's unique Light-body Technique. Since you're unkind to me, don't blame me for being unkind."”
After he finished speaking, he chopped off Luo Song's head with his sword, completely disregarding the fact that this was his foster father who had raised him for thirteen years.
After that, Luo Chang Feng insulted his junior sister who had grown up with him, then killed her and burned the entire Luo Clan Castle to the ground.
Luo Chang Feng's self-abased and extreme personality should have been influenced by his childhood as a beggar. In the end, this personality turned into a dark one.
What was Yin Engraving? It meant that he didn't care at all when someone was good to him.
If someone treated him badly, he would remember it and wait for an opportunity to take revenge.
Luo Chang Feng was such a person.
Ever since he was adopted by Luo Song, he had been hiding this side of his personality.
Luo Song didn't teach him Qinggong and didn't marry his little junior sister to him. All these things made him extremely resentful and jealous.
The dark personality that had been suppressed for many years suddenly erupted and turned into raging anger, causing him to do something that angered the heavens and the people.
Poor Luo Song, who had spent his whole life building the Luo Castle, had his entire family destroyed because he had taken in an ambitious foster son.
From then on, Luo Chang Feng no longer restrained his character. Relying on the Luo Clan Castle's unique lightness skill, he stepped on the moon to steal fragrance and became a complete rapist.
It had already been three years.
Luo Chang Feng was 26 years old this year.
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Ants yearned for the sky, and in a single day, they would ascend.
Some accumulated their strength and soared into the sky, becoming giant rocs that soared up to ninety thousand miles.
Some were resentful and greedy, becoming poisonous snakes in the gutter. Although they were poisonous and vicious, they could not see the light of day again.
Adversity made people grow, and only after suffering would they desire to reach the top.
However, not every small fry at the bottom would grow into a hero who looked down on the world.
Luo Changfeng belonged to the latter category. He was ambitious, but he was blinded by his inferiority complex and paranoia. His eyes were blinded by jealousy and resentment, which led him to a path of no return and became a poisonous snake in the gutter.
"Since we've confirmed that Luo Chang Feng will go to the West City Martial Arts Dojo, then we just have to wait for him.”
"Not bad."
Nangong Ye nodded.
"I think he will appear in a few days.”
The attic was silent. Nangong Ye turned around and looked at Quanzhou Lake outside the window. The scenery was magnificent.
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Seven days later, late at night.
Tonight was not a full moon night, so it was not a good day to kill.
Because there was no moonlight, no blood could be seen flying when they killed.
Tonight, there was only a crescent moon hanging high in the sky like a sharp scimitar.
The night was dark and silent.
The night watchman carried a lantern. After a few steps, he would knock on the wooden stick and say,"The weather is dry, be careful of the fire."”
The night watchman was just an ordinary person, not even a third-rate cultivator.
When he passed by the entrance of the Zhao family's dojo, he looked inside enviously, then hurriedly lowered his head and left quickly.
If he wanted to enter the Zhao family's dojo to learn martial arts, he needed 50 taels of silver a month. It was not something that a night watchman like him could afford.
If he wanted to send his grandson to learn martial arts, it was no different from a fantasy.
The door of the dojo was tightly shut, and there were two martial masters keeping watch outside. It was already midnight, and the two of them were exhausted. Their eyelids seemed to be hanging from a lead hammer, and they kept falling.
The night watchman had left, and the martial master on night duty had fallen asleep. They did not notice that a black shadow had flipped over the wall and entered.
Due to the previous intrusion of the rapists, the dojo master, Zhao Huaikong, had arranged for many martial masters to patrol at night to prevent any accidents.
However, everyone thought that the rapist would not dare to come back after being chased away by them.
Therefore, the people on patrol didn't mind. They just walked around casually and went back to sleep after the shift was over.
Under the cover of the night, Luo Chang Feng wore a tight-fitting night suit. He passed through the rockery and the front yard, avoiding everyone's sight, and arrived at the backyard where the women were.
He had been here once before, so he was familiar with the place this time.
He stuck a bamboo stick into the window and blew a cloud of smoke into it.
When the drug took effect, he took out a dagger and pried open the door.
In the past, he had never used the Miasma Smoke to pick flowers. This time, just in case, it was his first time using it.
The entire process was quiet, without a single sound, and without alerting anyone.
The dark room was illuminated by a candle.
Luo Chang Feng walked to the bed with a lighter. The woman on the bed had disheveled hair and was indeed unconscious.
"Hehe, beauty, I'm here."
Luo Changfeng revealed a wicked smile and reached out to push the hair on the woman's face away.
However, when he saw the woman's face, Luo Changfeng's face was no longer happy. Instead, it was gloomy.
Because the woman on the bed was not the daughter of the dojo master, Zhao Huaikong, Zhao Xianxian. She was just a servant girl of Zhao Xianxian.
"Zhao Huaikong, you're playing tricks with me.”
Knowing that he had been played, Luo Changfeng's anger surged and he no longer had the mood to play.
He reached out and broke the servant girl's neck, then turned around and left.
The moment he turned around, his eyes flashed in the darkness, filled with killing intent.
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